This is a song about "Respect sane"

"entertained but respect they don't..."

Hand to hand in the cold

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

I try and respect kids

And if i do go you better come through

You expect me to respect you?

The only thing that even keeps my sane

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

My rhymes inside my brain ain't sane, still they're close to me,

Fucking with the wrong psycho, make eminem look sane

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

What will you deign to be sane

Then lost her faith again

Honestly i did all that for straight respect

Half your body laying on my chest